debriefing ♔ in the emptiness there's a solution | just look within yourself for absolution

[nepotism]

♬ locking up the sun- poets of the fall

WHO || Wynn, Buffy, Myri, Finnick, Spike, Gar, Archer, Des, Vi, Rafael, Fred Jr., Dumage, Mark, Rocket, open! [Closed]
WHAT || Andres Mission Debrief & Aftermath
WHERE || Knights HQ, lobby etc.
WHEN || September 18th [forward dated*]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

There are plenty of missions that return to the castle a success - most of them, even. The defeated air of the solemn group that returns from their diplomatic mission to Andres Isle to hear the demands of dictator Dimitris Sarandis makes it quite clear that this wasn't one of those.

Starting with Sarandis' actual demands - for all Knights to withdraw from Andres under penalty of death, or for Wynn to offer his own head in return for Thomas' safe return - and ending with the unexpected, disturbing confession from Kat that she intended to stay behind on the island because she had "fallen in love with" the dictator, the events of the island made it very clear that Sarandis was cannily playing his hand to get the Knights where he wanted them.

Fred Jr. shoves open the doors with his unnatural strength, stalking in ahead of the group into the lobby. Whoever's on desk duty isn't going to have to roll a high wisdom check to see that these people are pissed... and distraught... and a myriad of other emotions on the bad end of the scale.

*I am changing the date of the briefing log and Andres log/live session to have taken place in September, to avoid us being in backdated hell forever, and to allow for a September squiring ceremony before apps are closed. Carry on... in the future!

Comments

[reallywicked]

[Faye set an alarm for the morning, knowing Lila well enough that she'd want to get out early in the morning before she lost her nerve (wis 19). Truthfully, Faye was surprised that Lila was going at all, but she figured it was only to keep an eye on her.

Normal people might feel guilty for that. Faye was just glad they wouldn't be separated again. Now, she just needed to keep her fingers crossed that Wynn didn't try to shove them on different teams.

When she's up and moving, she grabs her phone and shoots Lila a text:]

Dining hall. I have a surprise for you.

[She had spent the night before mostly on her own. But it had been productive. Paying out the ass for last minute, overnight delivery, she had shipped in food from a dozen or so New York restaurants and shops. Chinese food from China town, burgers, pizza, deli sandwiches, cheesecake, bagels. It's a full of buffet. Because she knows her girl and how she can put it away. And she figures if anything makes a great send off meal? It's food from the one place she loves.]

[bittersweeter]

[ lila walks in, still probably texting faye because god forbid she wait ten seconds to actually see her. which means when she looks up she is actually slammed with all the food in the entire world. her jaw drops open, eyes widening as her phone nearly slips out of her grasp. ]

Holy shit.

[ she looks a little bit like she is going to cry. like riley poole in national treasure. look. stairs. ]

[reallywicked]

No time to bring you to New York so I brought the best parts of it to you? [Despite the upcoming terrifying war situation, Faye can't help her grin. That's basically the reaction she was hoping for. Nailed it.]

[bittersweeter]

[ lila is genuinely speechless. she drops the phone on the table before she grabs up a slice of pizza like she's in a daze. taking a bite, she lets out a little sob, joyful tears springing to her eyes.

she is genuinely crying over pizza.

you don't know her hard new york transplant life. its on top of the emotional upheaval and anxiety and fear and she just can't control her delicate emotions right now. so she is crying about pizza like kbell crying about sloths. ]

[reallywicked]

[Faye can't be expected to always read Lila's mind. The girls don't cry around each other often. Basically they avoid it, if at all possible. So the sight of Lila crying is jarring.

Plus, yknow... war. And a wis check of 4, whoops.]

Whoa- hang on. Are you okay? They didn't send the wrong kind or something, did they?

[bittersweeter]

It's perfect. [ which is said around a mouthful of pizza and accompanied by a sniffle. ] It's... New York style.

[ she slumps down in a seat. ] It's so good.

[reallywicked]

So why are you crying then? [Look that was a really shitty role, so she's gonna need a bit more assistance here.]

[bittersweeter]

I really missed it. [ she blinks rapidly because the tears are getting on her pizza and she did not want extra salt on her pepperoni. ] I haven't had real New York pizza in two years.

[ SHE IS HOMESICK. ]

[reallywicked]

Oh. [Relief washes over her and Faye blinks, but the worry in her expression quickly fades into another smile.] You had me fucking worried. Jesus. [She flops in the seat across from her and grabs a slice of her own to pick at.]

I'm glad you like it.

[bittersweeter]

[ she shakes her head, lips lifting in a helpless sort of smile. ] I love it. [ it is literally the nicest thing anyone has ever done for her. ]

[reallywicked]

Good. [Faye only gets part way through her pizza before she switches gears and goes for some Chinese food instead, because there's a ton of food here, so she doesn't need to be part of the clean plate club.]

I thought about seeing if anyone else wanted some, but... [Fuck 'em, basically. Bestie lunch date before the war council.]

[bittersweeter]

[ lila is just going to mainline pizza for the next hour. she will probably (definitely) share with alex, but not right now. she sees no reason to subject faye to his presence when lila knows things have been weird. ]

This is making me glad I bought that fridge for my room. No need to worry about anyone taking my food. [ she gazes fondly at the spread. so much new york. look! lox for her bagel. ]

[reallywicked]

Whatever you can't keep in the fridge, I guess we could offer to the new squires who go to this council. If they're going to sign up to be canon fodder, might as well give them something good to eat before they go.

[bittersweeter]

Aww, that's so sweet of you. [ it sounds like a compliment but her expression looks a little more like r u a podperson check y or n. ] There are only like... two decent newbies. Alisha and... Okay, so maybe it was just her.

[reallywicked]

Don't look at me like that. [She dunks some chicken in the sweet and sour sauce.] Almost dying gave me a new perspective on dumbass newbie squires running in without a fucking clue. They're still morons, but they deserve a slice of cheesecake for their trouble.

[She gestures with her chopsticks.] Alright, let's dish. Give me the rundown from most to least useful.

[bittersweeter]

None of them and Alisha. The rest seem kind of expendable. Actually, Nathan is useful. Immortal, but he has this dumb lemur and when he talks I just want to shoot him because I can. Um, there's this ginger girl who wore this fuzzy sweater to her party. She was so... [ she shrugs, not being able to think of the right word to describe willow. ] I couldn't even tease her.

Lydia has like a dumb cult from home, all seemingly useless. Stiles is kind of adorable in a little brother kind of way. Derek is cute. I don't care about the rest. I don't even remember anyone else. [ another shrug. ] Oops.

Oh, Dean, remember when I told you about Dean? The drunk flannel guy that helped us out in Chicago? Shot that guy's face off? His brother is here. Tall glass of hot ass. Nerd. Oh! There is this huge jackass, Damon? Thinks he is god's gift to... everything. He is, obviously, deluded.

[ she thinks that is all she missed... ]

[reallywicked]

[Munching away on her chinese food, Faye isn't terribly surprised by Lila's assessment. Most of them sound harmless. Lydia's interesting, just because anyone who has something that could resemble a cult? Well, she'll need to check them out to make sure that they weren't going to step on her game.]

You and your nerd fetish. [she's here for that part of the conversation though.] Does that mean Dean's here? Or just his brother got recruited randomly?

[bittersweeter]

Wynn brought Dean in to find Elena. And since Elena is presumably headed to Andres... I assume he'll be coming with. [ reaching across the table, she grabs a bagel and starts to apply a generous helping of cream cheese and a layer of sweet, salty lox. she debates the capers for a while, before just spooning some onto a plate and popping them in her mouth one by one. she is going hella new yorker right now. ]

[reallywicked]

What about Sylar? [Look, maybe it can be a Chicago reunion tour.]

[bittersweeter]

[ snort. ] Yeah, no. I can't keep you from this debacle, but I can keep him from it.

[reallywicked]

Keep me from it? [The idea of not going never crossed her mind. Whoops.]

[bittersweeter]

[ she makes a face. like... thank you for making my point. ]

[reallywicked]

What? I have new magic and the opportunity to use it to burn bitches to the ground. I'm not going to sit around and watch you and Sylar make out in public while the world goes to shit. [She loves you, girl. But being your third wheel just to stay safe is not her idea of a good time.]

You don't have to come with me.

[bittersweeter]

Um, fuck you, I do. [ she flings a caper at faye. fuck that. SHE WAS GONE FOR THREE MONTHS. no. hell no is lila letting her go alone. ]

[reallywicked]

[She catches it with her mouth (reflex save 19) and rolls her eyes.]

I just hope we get assigned somewhere together. Because Wynn will probably be pissed when I decide to let my group figure it out on their own and track your ass down.